Chapter 7: In Mother’s Arms

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: In Mother’s Arms

Chapter 7: In Mother’s Arms

As the car drove along the overpass, I looked out the window and saw a pale purple shooting star streak across the city’s night sky, slowly vanishing into the darkness with an eerie shimmer.

The driver sat in front. I touched the package in my pocket. My father seemed to think it was extremely important and had entrusted it to me, yet I still had no idea what it was.

Looking at the driver’s back, I recognized him. He had been my father’s driver for several years. His name was Lin Hong, a top-level Muay Thai expert. Years ago in Southeast Asia, my father had saved his life, and he had driven for my father ever since. Although my father had let him go in recent years, he had still visited us a few times. He was a man of few words, and I had heard he was still unmarried.

"Xiaobin, I heard you ran away from home. Where have you been staying lately?"

My mother sat beside me, smiling as she spoke. We were in the back seat of the spacious Lincoln. She affectionately pulled me closer so that I sat right next to her. I used to ride in this kind of car a lot when I was little. My father had owned one as well; the interior was very roomy.

"I stayed at a classmate’s place for a while. Yao Liang—you know him."

I answered. My mother’s soft body pressed tightly against mine. Her delicate figure, wrapped in the low-cut, off-the-shoulder pink bodycon dress, made my heart race. My nose was filled with her alluring feminine scent. I hadn’t seen her for more than three years. Although I was very excited, I also felt a little nervous.

"Yao Liang? You mean the son of the Yao family?"

"Yes. He’s a really good guy. After I ran away from home, I asked him if he had a place I could stay. He immediately arranged an apartment for me and even provided food and drinks. This brother has treated me very well."

"Oh, my darling Xiaobin... you must have suffered. You must have kept some things from me because you didn’t want me to worry."

My mother came closer with a sad expression and hugged me tightly, burying my face in her chest as she stroked my hair.

I buried my head deep against my mother’s chest, feeling the warmth of her full, delicate body. My face was pressed tightly against her large, snow-white breasts. A captivating, mature woman’s milky scent filled my nostrils like an aphrodisiac. Her full breasts were soft and smooth; pressing my face against them felt like pressing against a plump, elastic mass of flesh. The dazzling snow-white skin and deep, sexy cleavage were exposed from the low-cut neckline of her off-the-shoulder dress. Her crystal-clear, delicate skin looked like solidified jade right before my eyes.

I lewdly rubbed my cheek up and down against my mother’s exposed breasts, savoring their soft, warm touch.

*Mom is so sexy... these breasts are so beautiful. I really want to lick them,* I thought obscenely. My mouth was pressed against her soft flesh, and my penis was already hard and erect.

My mother couldn’t see my lewd expression. She simply held me and stroked my hair thoughtfully.

"I really had no choice but to go abroad that time. And because of various reasons, I couldn’t return in time. That’s why you suffered."

I stayed in my mother’s arms, my hands unsure of what to do. Listening to her soft voice, I caught a glimpse of her beautiful legs as she sat on the car seat. Her posture was very elegant—legs together and tilted slightly to one side. The hem of her light pink bodycon skirt had ridden up a little from the way she was sitting, almost revealing her entire snow-white, full thighs covered in crystal-clear flesh-colored stockings. The stockings were extremely thin; her plump, tender flesh stretched them until they were nearly transparent, making them look smooth and shiny, full of mature, sensual flesh.

"Mom, you still haven’t told me how you got back. How did you know where I was?"

While burying my head in my mother’s chest and rubbing my cheek against the tender flesh of her breasts, I spoke to her. At the same time, my hand drooped slightly and naturally rested on her full, stockinged thigh. The warm, soft touch combined with the smoothness of the stockings felt wonderful.

My mother gently pushed my head away from her chest. Her fair hands cupped my face. Looking into my eyes, she blinked her mischievous almond-shaped eyes and said with a smile,

"I’ll give you a surprise."

Seeing my mother’s charming appearance, I pretended to be a cute little child and said,

"I need to ask for leave right now and not go to school! I want to stay with my mother!"

My hand resting on her stockinged thigh began to move playfully, and I took the opportunity to gently knead her plump thigh. The smooth, tender feel of it was something I couldn’t resist.

My mother, completely unaware of my actions, was amused by my antics and laughed heartily.

"Xiao Bin, you don’t really think that once Mom went to America, she wouldn’t care about her precious son at all, do you?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at me with a radiant smile. Her voice was so sweet that it didn’t sound like a woman nearing forty at all.

At that moment I felt a little aggrieved.

"But Mom, you rarely contacted me by phone after that. I really missed you. I haven’t been happy for a single day these past few years."

Mom sighed, thought for a moment, then slowly said,

"Actually, I’ve kept in touch with your aunt all these years and have always cared about you. It’s just that I started my own business and was quite busy. Later... I encountered some other trivial matters, so I reduced my contact with you."

"Until recently, your aunt called to tell me about your situation. She said that you had actually run away from home for a long time. I was really worried after hearing that. I kept thinking that my precious son had a fight with that bastard father of his. I wondered where he was living now."

"I was truly worried, and I happened to have a few important things I couldn’t leave, so I asked my sister to look into your situation."

"Now Mom has sold off all the businesses she built up in America over the years and acquired a lot of assets. I came back specifically to find my dearest Xiaobin. The moment I arrived, I went straight to see your father."

"My dad?" I asked, puzzled.

"Mm."

Mom continued, "Because your father still had legal custody of you, I couldn’t fight for it with him before, and your maternal grandfather’s family didn’t support me either. But this time I’m back, and I’m ready to help him pay off all his debts and then take custody of you. Then we can finally be mother and son properly again."

After hearing this, I was deeply moved. My mother had gone to the United States to develop her career, hoping to achieve success so that she could eventually come back and take custody of me.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I burst into tears and threw myself into my mother’s arms again, feeling the warmth of her full, delicate body. I wanted to pour out my heart to her—and also take the opportunity to enjoy her body once more.

My mother gently hugged me. A large expanse of her long, wavy hair fell over me, filling the air with a delicate fragrance.

I hugged my mother tightly, burying my face in her soft, delicate, snow-white breasts.

"Mom, you smell so good. Why do you smell so good? I can’t get enough of your fragrance. I want to smell you every day."

Mom chuckled and said,

"Mom booked a suite at a luxury hotel tonight. Why don’t you skip staying at Yao Liang’s place and pack your things to come stay with Mom? Once we take back the villa in the Riverside Garden, we’ll move in there together, okay?"

I thought to myself, *Isn’t this basically going to a hotel with my mom?*

Although I certainly didn’t mean it in the way a couple would go to a hotel together, I was still secretly excited, and my penis was rock hard. I quickly answered,

"Of course. Let’s go then. I don’t want to be apart from you for even a single day!"

Mom smiled.

"Tell Ah Hong your address. We’ll go pack your things now. After all, Yao Liang has been helping you for a while. There are some gifts in the trunk that I originally brought for you and your aunt. Now we can take some of them to Yao Liang’s place to thank him properly."

I hadn’t thought of that before. After all, Yao Liang and I were such good friends. But my mother’s idea was right. We had been treated to good food and drinks at his place, so it was only natural to give a gift in return.

At that moment, my mother showed a slightly strange expression and slowly said to me,

"By the way, Xiaobin... in the years that I’ve been away, have you and your father encountered anything strange?"

I asked in confusion, "Strange things? What kind of things? I haven’t encountered anything strange."

Mom gently bit her lip and looked at me.

"It’s just... some strange things. Or did your dad say anything special to you?"

I suddenly remembered the "treasure" my father had just given me, the key to the basement, and the secret he had told me. But my father had ordered me never to tell anyone about it—not even my mother.

I stammered, "Uh... no... nothing strange. Just normal days..."

My mother noticed my hesitant expression, but she didn’t press further. She held my head tightly against her and looked out the window. Her expression was serene, as if she were murmuring to herself—or perhaps speaking to me.

"No matter what, Mom will protect you, Xiaobin..."

My mother’s words left me completely bewildered. What "strange thing"? And her promise to protect me only made me more confused.

We arrived at our destination quickly. I got out of the car and swiped my access card for the residential complex. The car drove into the building where I had been staying. I took a few gifts from the trunk, then got out with my mother and went upstairs.

On the way up, I stared intently at my mother’s graceful and sexy figure. I watched her long, voluptuous legs sway gracefully with each step, causing her slender waist and plump hips to move slightly. My nose was filled with the fragrance she left behind. My mother was truly an absolute beauty. I thought to myself, *Such a stunningly beautiful woman is actually my mother. Later we’ll be going to a hotel together. What man could possibly get this kind of treatment?* I couldn’t help feeling a little smug.

I didn’t know if A-Liang was home. He hadn’t been there when I left. He had said he had something to do that night. If he wasn’t home, I would just pack my things and leave. Whether I thanked him or not didn’t matter much to me right now. All I wanted was to spend time alone with my mom.

When we reached the door, I took out my key, opened it, and stepped inside. The soundproofing of the doors in this upscale neighborhood was excellent, so I hadn’t heard anything from outside. But the moment I opened the door, my mind went blank.

Suddenly, a tidal wave of seductive and wanton female moans, heavy male breathing, and the intoxicating sounds of flesh colliding poured out from the living room.

My mother and I both froze. The front door faced the living room directly, and our eyes were inevitably drawn to the incredibly erotic scene unfolding on the living room sofa. We stood there dumbfounded, staring at what was happening in front of us.